Title: Eyeliner
By: Dr FooFoo
pairing: Danny/Don
Rating: PG-13
A/N: Not that CSIs go undercover, but... for now, we'll be looking at the cop side of Danny.
Summary: Based upon the prompt #73 - Eyeliner.

One particularly windy evening, Danny and Flack were put on a case together that involved going undercover to try and draw out a suspect. This particular suspect, however, liked to frequent nightclubs. Specifically nightclubs that specialized in backroom blowjobs, if you know what I mean.

Anyway, Mac sent them both home to change, and they were to meet at Die Nachtklub at 10:00... But when Flacky got there, Danny wasn't waiting, so he sighed, leaned against the wall, and pulled out a cigarette.

About ten minutes later, a frantic, panting Danny ran over to Flack and leaned against the wall beside him. He said something about his car being a bitch and having to take the subway and stuff, but Flack wasn't really listening... He was too busy staring at Danny's face. Um... was that eyeliner? And why did it look so damn good? And why was Flack getting hard just *looking* at Danny?

Danny whispered something into a little hidden microphone, and glanced at Flack before casually wandering inside. Flack followed, eyes on Danny's ass. Which was in tight jeans. o.o

Inside, Danny loitered around near one wall... they weren't even sure if their suspect would show, but based on the pattern they'd noticed, he was supposed to... Flack stood beside Danny and kind of inched his way closer and closer... He thought Danny wouldn't notice, until Danny turned and stared at him.

"What the hell are you doin'?"

And Flack just stared back. Because Danny's lips were sparkly. *Sparkly* and then he couldn't take it anymore and leaned forward to kiss him. Danny pushed at him, but Flack insisted, and pressed Danny against the wall.

Needless to say, they never did see their suspect that night... x.x